Title: Beyond His Control
Duet: His Duet #2
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2020
My biggest mistake was seeking out Noah.
He wants to own me.
He took me to his home, a community he rules called ‘The Family’.
Just so I could become his wife.
When I find out who he truly is … who I’m supposed to be…
But this man is no man you could ever run from.
This man will come to claim my heart… forever.
Beyond His Control is the sequel to the exciting Dark Romance & Psychological Suspense Under His Rule by New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Clarissa Wild. This is the last installment in this duet.
WARNING: This book includes scenes that may be disturbing to some readers.
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My knees cave underneath me, and I sink to the ground, but Noah comes down along with me, holding me all the way through my pain.
“Punch me. Kick me. Hurt me,” he says. “It’s okay.”
“Why?” I say, punching him in the chest again. “Why are you letting me do this?”
“Because you need to, and I will accept that. Be angry … let it out. I can handle it.”
“Fuck!” I yell into his shirt, letting it all out.
He’s never said those words before, and it opens a wound inside me I didn’t know existed. Cuts into it deeply and forces me to rip out my own soul.
And he does it all … for me …
He takes my rage as though he deserves it …
Like a man would quell the pain inside his wife’s heart.
And when I’m done slapping, kicking, and screaming, I fall into his arms and hug him tight. “Thank you.”
He pets my hair, and whispers, “I’m here.”
And right now, that’s all I need.
It was always him.
But at the same time, all I want is for all of those other patriarchs, including my father, to disappear. Or die.
Not that I’ll ever get my wish.
But I can at least damn well try.
I need her like I need oxygen to breathe, like I need her kisses to feel whole.
And I grab her face with both hands and press my lips to hers, greedily taking more of her than she already gave. It’s not enough, and it never will be. I need more, and I’m claiming it now.
Whether she likes it or not, she’s mine.
She said the words, and she can’t take that back. I won’t allow her to, no matter how heavy or hard it gets.
Holding her face, kissing her hard, I push us both to her bed and shove her down without ever unlocking my mouth from hers. My tongue wraps around hers as I lean in and press her down onto the bed. Her beautiful black and red-laced dress is so tightly fitted around her perfect body that I can’t nudge it up her legs, so I rip it apart instead.
“Ah!” she squeals in response.
I cover her mouth with mine. This is not up for debate.
She wants me to take her? I’ll fucking ravage her, and I’ll do it right fucking now.
She bites my lip and I lean back, my tongue darting out to suck up the droplets of blood.
“You bit me.” I narrow my eyes.
“You destroyed my dress,” she retorts.
A wicked smirk spreads on my lips. “And I’ll destroy your pussy too.”
I quickly dive in and kiss her on the lips before she can protest any more. Her lips eagerly part to accept my tongue, and I circle around inside her mouth, owning her completely. I’ve waited so long for this moment, for her to willingly submit to me even when I’m like the devil to her.
Now she’s finally here, underneath me, begging for release. And I’ll happily give it to her … hard.